Did That Monkey Just Fly Out of My Butt?

NEWS FLASH!! HOLD EVERYTHING!! NEWS FLASH!! STOP THE MUSIC!!

Jews and Arabs will find peace together. The pope will allow females into the priesthood – on birth control. The Republicans will see the Democrats as pretty swell folks, and vice-versa. Oil will mix with water. And, most unbelievable of all, the Cubs will win the World Series.

“Why?” you ask? “How does he know this?” you ponder?

Because hell has frozen over, my friends.

A woman has asked me out on a date…sorta.

It happened Friday. The client representative with whom I worked most closely on the project I produced in May, and which has been editing in July and this month, asked me out for coffee “sometime,” on a weekend when she is free.

Coffee. That’s a date, right?

It’s odd in that I was planning on asking her out, if I ever got the balls together, only I was going to wait until the video was finished and approved, just in case my gesture was unwelcome, and we would each have a year to forget about it before we had to work together again.

She’s tall, slim, around 36, gorgeous – no one will believe me when I say that she is a former model – but she apparently needs glasses because … well, have you seen me lately?

So one might surmise that I am quite fairly floored by this.

One would be quite fairly correct.